Words of the Constant
I'll be able to attack so often...
That's where they come from...
Hit harder, stronger...
The wearer shall be a force of good.
It burns with the fires of Hell.
Cold-blooded.
Is it worth it to put stake in your future?
This egg is almost as cold as my heart.
The egg is warm, but my heart is still cold.
Enjoy your happiness while it lasts, little lavae.
A spark of life illuminating the darkness.
He is suffering the pangs of hunger.
He is approaching death.
Forsooth, it's a tooth.
It's cooled off and smells funny.
It spit up.
I could jump in and be done.
It's... a rock... Sigh.
It's nothing like any meatloaf I've tried.
It's drab and flavorless...
Oh. I thought it was dessert...
A lumbering beast.
Let's play "funeral pyre."
A lumbering beast.
How does it manage to grow like that?
We were not meant to cheat death.
It's slowly burning out.
Their shells look like glass... I wonder if they shatter like glass too.
Death in a box...
A small spot of light in the darkness... waiting to be snuffed out.
Chaaaarge!
Look at those hooves.
A weird curling horn.
Even this power will run out.
Focuses the destruction.
The cycle of violence continues.
It is forever screaming silently.
Can it never die?
Potential horror.
It'll grow up big and abhorrent.
I would like a spoon.
Its death will give me life.
Just a burning log.
If trees could talk, they would scream at the sight of this.
I would curtsy, but I've decided that I don't like you at all.
I get the feeling... that this meant a great deal to someone.
I get the feeling... that this meant a great deal to someone.
I get the feeling... that this meant a great deal to someone.
I get the feeling... that this meant a great deal to someone.
I get the feeling... that this meant a great deal to someone.